I'm always amazed by writers who tell me they plan everything at the beginning. I feel their writing days must be very bland. — Rose Tremain Copy Share
At the moment, I'm toying with a new idea for a book, but fully engaged with writing screenplays, so the book idea - which… — Rose Tremain Copy Share
The imagination conjures gifts; what the ungrateful, unsentimental part of the mind has to do is to unwrap them, find fault with them, see… — Rose Tremain Copy Share
“Acceptance, she thinks, is the harshest lesson life teaches and the one most important to learn.” — Rose Tremain Copy Share
There is something about the unexpected that moves us. As if the whole of existence is paid for in some way, except for that… — Rose Tremain Copy Share
When you've finished a piece of work you've had a kind of love affair with it. — Rose Tremain Copy Share
“My name is Lev," said Lev. "My name is Lydia," said the woman. And they shook hands, Lev's hand holding the scrunched-up kerchief and… — Rose Tremain Copy Share
In the planning stage of a book, don't plan the ending. It has to be earned by all that will go before it. — Rose Tremain Copy Share
“Inevitably we make a small world in the midst of a big one. For a small world is all we know how to make.’p46” — Rose Tremain Copy Share
“...and Pao Yi was reminded that the inclination of almost every living thing is to cling on, to remain where it is, but that… — Rose Tremain Copy Share
Never be satisfied with a first draft. In fact, never be satisfied with your own stuff at all, until you're certain it's as good… — Rose Tremain Copy Share
“Lev took out a cigarette and stuck it between his lips and the woman sitting next to him a plump contained person with moles… — Rose Tremain Copy Share
Any setting can potentially acquire this vividness. It slowly arrives during the period of research, until it is as immediate to me as my… — Rose Tremain Copy Share
Forget the boring old dictum, 'Write about what you know.' Instead, seek out an unknown yet knowable area of experience that's going to enhance… — Rose Tremain Copy Share
